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UNTITLED The beautiful, cold rain stings my face as I gaze at the sky. My heart hurts, but the rain makes me realize that I need to be away from the situation. I desperately need to be living on my own again, alone, again. My head hurts, but the rain makes me realize that I need to cleanse my soul again. The sky, the rain, a gentle reminder that everything will be alright, everything will be fine, just do what you need to do. I am going to do what I need to do. --SpookyDot spookydot.jhames.com |
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